At that moment, Yun Mengxi, escorted by Luo Huairong, Ah Kun, Duan Fei, and the others, was leaving the company.
Just as they were about to get into the car, a small figure suddenly charged out, throwing itself at the crowd.
After rushing over, it started screaming and flailing wildly, kicking and hitting!
Yun Mengxi glanced over, while Luo Huairong immediately moved to shield Yun Mengxi.
Seeing that it was just a mad, scrawny runt, the group was both annoyed and infuriated.
They moved to attack him directly.
But in the next second, Luo Huairong sensed a dangerous aura closing in.
Her beautiful eyes widened sharply. She raised her hand, gathering energy, condensing her Qi energy into her palm. She struck with full force towards the dangerous presence behind her!
Ye Chen, seeing this, launched a palm strike to meet hers!
Upon contact, Luo Huairong’s figure flew backward violently, slamming directly into Vajra behind her.
“Damn it!”
Luo Huairong cursed inwardly.
Everything had happened too fast. Even as the highest-level cultivator here, she hadn’t been able to react in time.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Mengxi was already captured by Ye Chen.
Ah Kun and the other bodyguards all drew their guns, but none dared to make a reckless move.
Because Ye Chen was hiding behind Yun Mengxi.
“None of you follow, or I’ll kill her!” Ye Chen said viciously.
Ah Kun and the others were boiling with anger.
Bai Jinghong had sent them here; the preparations had been extremely thorough. They hadn’t expected to be distracted by a little punk, a mistake of this magnitude.
How could they explain this to Bai Jinghong now?
Luo Huairong, however, revealed a barely perceptible smile.
Seeing Ye Chen starting to retreat, they advanced forward.
Yun Mengxi, for her part, remained composed and extremely calm.
As if the scene unfolding before her was child’s play.
Yun Mengxi was taken to the truck bed by Ye Chen, and San Mao hurriedly drove the car out.
As for that Little Brother, Ye Chen couldn’t be bothered with him anymore.
Ah Kun and the others immediately got into their cars and pursued.
Their faces were etched with anxiety.
If anything happened to Yun Mengxi, they were all finished.
They wanted nothing more than to flay Ye Chen alive.
“Crap! Damn it! Too many cars, we’ve lost him now!” Ah Kun swore.
Luo Huairong closed her eyes, sensing the direction. “Ahead, turn right, then go straight, heading towards the outskirts—towards Thousand Mountains!”
Ah Kun was somewhat surprised but didn’t dare to hesitate, following Luo Huairong’s directions immediately.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Ye Chen was holding Yun Mengxi, his eyes filled with pure resentment.
“Mengxi, why did you betray me? Why?!”
Ye Chen glared angrily, but oddly, Yun Mengxi’s aura seemed different from usual.
There was even a faint, suppressive pressure emanating from her.
“Betray you? Don’t those words feel hollow to you? When did I ever have a relationship with you?” Yun Mengxi asked, a faint, mocking smile on her lips.
The fury in Ye Chen’s heart surged like a tidal wave.
He snorted coldly. “You can keep being stubborn. I’ll make you despair soon enough.”
Ye Chen eyed Yun Mengxi’s figure, swallowing involuntarily.
Why did her figure seem even better this time?
He didn’t bother to think about it further.
Once San Mao had driven the car to a small lumber workshop at the foot of Thousand Mountains, Ye Chen immediately ordered Yun Mengxi to get out.
“This place is still in one piece. It’ll do!”
Ye Chen sneered, taking the aphrodisiac he’d bought from San Mao and preparing to force-feed it to Yun Mengxi.
“Don’t touch me. I’ll take it myself!” Yun Mengxi frowned slightly, snatching the pill from his hand.
Then she tossed it into her mouth.
Seeing Yun Mengxi actually swallow it herself, Ye Chen grew increasingly excited.
“You know why I went to this extra trouble? Because I know you can’t accept this yet, so I can only do it this way.”
Yun Mengxi said nothing, simply stepping back and sitting down on a pile of lumber.
Ye Chen wasn’t in a hurry; he waited for the drug to take effect.
In truth, the words he’d just spoken were all nonsense. He had intended to force himself on her.
But Yun Mengxi had an extreme personality; if pushed, suicide was a real possibility.
He wanted both her body and her heart; he wasn’t just looking for a one-time release.
Now that she’d taken the drug, she’d soon come to him willingly, and everything after that would fall into place naturally.
Yun Mengxi glanced sideways at Ye Chen, her eyes carrying disdain.
She was, of course, not Yun Mengxi.
She was Shen Yaoyao!
Yun Mengxi had already been taken away by Bai Jinghong long ago.
Looking back, Bai Jinghong had indeed predicted Ye Chen’s intentions perfectly.
After receiving a report call from Wen Tailai, Bai Jinghong had instantly grasped Ye Chen’s goal.
He’d then had Shen Yaoyao disguise herself as Yun Mengxi—a precautionary measure.
Without this step, the person here today would have been the real Yun Mengxi.
And if Ye Chen had forced her to swallow that drug, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Either Yun Mengxi would have committed suicide, or she would have killed herself after being violated. Those were the only two outcomes!
Shen Yaoyao didn’t let her guard down either. She was a killer by nature.
A killer’s task is to wait for the right moment, to deliver a one-hit-kill at the greatest opportunity.
She hadn’t swallowed the pill she’d just taken. She’d skillfully flipped it under her tongue, clamping it there with the base of her tongue.
Even a direct inspection wouldn’t have found it.
Come to think of it, Bai Jinghong had taught her this trick. Every time she kissed Bai Jinghong, he would…
Calculating the time, the effects should be starting to show soon.
Shen Yaoyao also understood that Luo Huairong and the others were likely arriving soon.
She pretended to feel hot, starting to twist her neck.
Warm breaths escaped her mouth.
Seeing this, Ye Chen immediately ordered San Mao to stand guard outside.
He was right at the foot of Thousand Mountains. The most dangerous place was the safest.
If Bai Jinghong received a report from his subordinates that Yun Mengxi had been captured, he’d definitely rush over immediately.
How could he possibly figure out that Ye Chen was right here, at Thousand Mountains?
Ye Chen slowly approached “Yun Mengxi”.
“Mengxi…” Ye Chen swallowed hard.
The situation was urgent; he shouldn’t be doing this. The bigger picture should take precedence.
But if he didn’t release the pent-up emotions festering inside him, he’d eventually break down completely.
“Hah…” Shen Yaoyao deliberately breathed heavily.
As Ye Chen reached her and extended his hand, intending to cup her face, a sudden sense of crisis exploded before him!
Ye Chen tried to retreat immediately.
But Shen Yaoyao had already struck. A short triangular spike flashed towards Ye Chen’s abdomen.
Ye Chen twisted his body, trying to dodge.
But the distance was simply too close, and he had been completely off guard.
The blade plunged straight into his kidney!
“Ugh…” Ye Chen cried out in pain, slamming a palm strike towards Shen Yaoyao.
Shen Yaoyao didn’t flinch in the slightest, meeting his palm with her own.
“Bang!”
A muffled sound echoed. Shen Yaoyao was sent flying backward, crashing into a wall.
Ye Chen’s palm, however, was now dripping with blood.
“Bastard! So despicable! Who the hell are you?!” Ye Chen looked at the puncture wound in his palm, his heart seething with rage.
When their palms had collided, Shen Yaoyao had activated a sharp spike hidden in her ring.
Ye Chen couldn’t possibly have anticipated such a forceful collision including that.
“Grandson, I’m your granny!” Shen Yaoyao laughed lightly, raising her hand to tear off the human skin mask.
Revealing that alluringly bewitching face beneath.
Ye Chen’s mind reeled—another one of Bai Jinghong’s women!
Why were all his women so monstrously strong and formidable? Why didn’t he have that?
“Killing one of you is still a win for me!” Ye Chen roared in fury.
Shen Yaoyao flicked her wrist, hurling a cloud of poisonous powder straight at Ye Chen.
Then she raised a small tube loaded with steel needles, brought it to her lips, and blew.
Several venom-soaked steel needles whistled towards Ye Chen.
“Sht!”
Ye Chen clutched his kidney and dove away in a roll.
At that moment, San Mao’s voice called from outside: “Dragon Lord! People are coming up, and it looks like a lot of them!”
Ye Chen’s face turned pale. He couldn’t afford to delay. He dashed through a gap in the side of the workshop, fleeing immediately.
If he was surrounded, there’d be no escape.
But his injuries were severe. To get away, he’d have to use his final trump card.
Ye Chen reached into his inner pocket, tore open the lining, and pulled out a small, dark box. Inside was a tiny pill.
This pill was a gift from Old Dragon Master back in Black Prison. He’d said it was a life-saving divine pill given to him by an old man who had visited him.
That old man was an old Daoist, supposedly from a temple on Bauhinia Mountain, who called himself Da Sanqing.
He wandered the world year-round, like a divine dragon glimpsed only by its tail.
The last time Ye Chen had seen him was during a visit to Old Dragon Master’s place.
Ye Chen also remembered that the old Daoist had a young man about his own age following him.
That kid was clearly very strong, a bit stronger than even himself, with an air of looking down on everything.
And that kid shared one common trait with him: when he smiled, the corners of his mouth curved up very wide!
Ye Chen didn’t dwell on these thoughts. He swallowed the pill immediately and headed straight up Thousand Mountains.
Going down was clearly hopeless. Only by going up could he find a chance.
